Like many offices, The Virginian-Pilot newsroom runs on coffee. So most so, that a few months ago a run area was remade into a “coffee bar” — a integrate of prolonged tables were built circuitously (new to us) coffee machines.
On Thursday morning, a coffee appurtenance stopped working.
Horror! Shock! Blame! Jokes!
Reporter Robyn Sidersky was a witness. She was operative circuitously and listened dripping. “Upon closer inspection, there was coffee everywhere,” she said. The time of genocide was 9:40 a.m.
It’s an office, so a initial response was a newsroomwide email. “Coffee appurtenance died. Property operations is in a routine of find a deputy machine.”
Then came a responses:
- “No means of genocide was released, and services will be private.”
- “Has a subsequent of family been notified?”
- “Are there drift for an investigation?”
- “It is survived by a Keurig, who was by a side by a final sputters.”
- “He was good compartment a final drop.”
And so on.
The comments will final prolonged after a post mortem on what was the second appurtenance in about 6 months.
Larger questions remain.
A third coffee appurtenance already is commissioned — reporters and editors though coffee aren’t pleasing — though how prolonged will that one last?